He was a bright spark in an otherwise dim group. I had been sent as the "hatchet man" to trim out the fat and either "fix it or forget it." My first i...stinct was to forget it and dispose of the moribund operation. Doogie convinced me otherwise.He was an interesting mix of accents. Born and schooled in London, moved to Glasgow, Birmingham and Southampton, so you couldn't really pick out any particular region in his voice. He was bright, optimistic, hard-working and successful at what he did. He. I mean how I could get by withoutthem...especially Alexis," she replied. She then looked off into thedistance. Killara leaned over and nibbled on a leaf of grass. "You're carryingaround a lot of worry, my dear. Before you ask, about you and Alexis,you have nothing to worry about. Things will work out." Jirra turned and smiled. "That's a big load off my mind." She then wipedaway a tear with the palm of her hand. "That's good to hear...you've had a lot to deal with, so let me removeanother. Annabel reached out with a pale hand slowly and took the offered hot chocolate from Sarah’s out stretched hand. She smiled weakly up to her, wondering herself. ‘Would it help?’ Even as she slowly lifted it, and blew gently upon it. Sarah silently watched Annabel, in turn blow on the hot chocolate and then take a small sip. Annabel did this about 3 to 5 times before holding out the mug, her blue eyes meeting Sarah’s caring coffer brown ones. Sarah reached out with a hand and took the half drank. After a quick swipe to remove any traces of moisture and a flush, we were back in bed.The three of us settled in as we had before and it was only moments later we were all asleep. It had been a long day with it's high's, lows and the large dose of excitement caused by the storm.I wasn't accustomed lately to have bed buddies so the usual twists and turns of my two Lindies, although I did sleep soundly through the night, did reach into my consciousness. I know for a while, Michelle turned her.